Chapter 1178

Lin Zichen could see that the wooden box should be made of sandalwood and red sandalwood. Its surface was shiny, showing the effect of glass mirror, and its color was dark purple. At first glance, it was not wood of thirty or fifty years.

The wooden box is inlaid with gold wire. The carving is fine. There are some relief carvings with strange patterns. Although I can't recognize what the patterns are, I can still see the exquisite workmanship. This wooden box alone is valuable. Lin Zichen's curiosity suddenly hooked up. What's in it?

However, Lin Zichen didn't speak. After all, he knew that this was a gift that Lord Hong was going to give him, but he didn't understand... What does this have to do with begging for himself.

"Lin Ye, this is the second thing I ask you to do."

With that, Lord Hong put the wooden box on the bed and slowly pushed it to Lin Zichen, obviously letting him open it by himself.

If facing others, Lin Zichen will certainly be vigilant. After all, there are many examples of secretly hitting each other by this means. However, in the face of Lord Hong, Lin Zichen was not prepared at all. He just nodded and stretched his hand to the wooden box.

The surface of the wooden box feels extremely smooth, but this warmth is not a glass feeling, but an obvious wooden feeling.

Gently picked up, Lin Zichen had smelled the strong red sandalwood aroma, and at the same time, Lin Zichen clearly felt that there was a faint breath of life in the wooden box.

Is it a living creature?

Lin Zichen looked at Lord Hong and his eyes were full of accidents.

"Ha ha, Lord Lin, take a look first."

Lin Zichen immediately nodded, opened the exquisite gold buckle on the box cover, and slightly opened the box cover.

At this moment, a faint white air overflowed, very soft and slowly dispersed.

When the lid of the box was completely opened, Lin Zichen was stunned

The box is covered with soft silk cloth, and in the middle is a white bug. There is a faint pink under the white skin. The body of the bug is full of meat, which is bamboo shaped up and down, like small meat balls connected one by one.

The insect is obviously sleeping. His body breathes evenly. Even Lin Zichen can hear his slightly heavy breathing sound.

Of course, Lin Zichen knew what it was. When he first saw the three eyed silkworm, the silkworm looked right in front of him, but the silkworm in front of him... Shocked him even more.

Although Tianchan is small, Lin Zichen observes carefully. There are nine thin lines on the small face, which are clearly nine eyes!

Nine eyed Tianchan gu!

Lin Zichen opened his eyes and turned to look at Lord Hong. The latter smiled calmly: "Lord Lin knows it?"

"Nine eyed Tianchan Gu, Lord Hong, is this... A gift?"

"Hehe, Lord Lin, I hope this small gift didn't disappoint you." Lord Hong said.

"Disappointed? Don't be kidding, Mr. Hong. Zichen has heard that lingpo said that tiancangu is in the position of the witch family, and he respects the nine eyed tiancangu. Zichen doesn't dare to hand over such a valuable gift. Please give it to the witch family!"

"Lord Lin, I'm not kidding. I remember I just said that this gift is at most an object and thought in someone else's hand, but in Lord Lin's hand... It's the nine eyed silkworm!"

When Lord Hong said this, he was very serious, and there was no joke in his eyes.

Lin Zichen frowned slightly: "Lord Hong, you don't understand Zichen."

"Lord Lin, look at the silkworm."

Lin Zichen looked at the silkworm in his hand and said, "it's sleeping. If you wake up, these nine eyes should be more awesome."

Lord Hong sighed: "it... I'm afraid it's hard to wake up."

"Hmm? What does Lord Hong mean?" Lin Zichen said.

"I raised this little beast from the grain of rice to Jiumu, but it fell asleep fifty years ago and has not awakened until now."

"What? Fifty years of sleep?" Lin Zichen looks at Tianchan again. At this time, his psychology is completely different from that before. You know, this little guy is dozens of years older than him

"That's why I said that this thing is only worthy of Lord Lin. a sleeping nine eyed silkworm is as easy to trample on as an ant. Even if it is placed in the witch family, it is just a decoration!" Hongye road.

Lin Zichen seems to understand what Lord Hong means. It seems that Lord Hong wants to wake up the nine eyed silkworm. This should be the second thing he said to ask himself.

"Lord Hong, do you mean I can revive this little thing?" Lin Zichen asked.

"Yes, Lord Lin, looking at the Chinese martial arts, maybe only you can do it. I hope you can promise me, okay?"

While talking, Lord Hong's eyes were very sincere. It can be seen that the nine eyed Tianchan is also very important to him. After all, raising a Tianchan to nine eyes is by no means possible in 20 or 30 years. It can be said that this little thing should accompany the Witch of the witch family for most of his life.

Thinking of this, Lin Zichen is also respectful. It is also an absolute trust that Lord Hong can entrust this thing to himself now.

Seeing Lin Zichen thinking, Lord Hong said, "Lord Lin, I'm a dying man. If I don't agree to this request, I'll really die in peace."

"Lord Hong, Zichen will certainly promise, but how do you wake up the little guy?" Lin Zichen said.

"The ultimate power wakes up, but... The sleeping silkworm can't be hurt. If the silkworm wakes up, it will be difficult for the martial arts in the natural environment to get close, but it is no different from ants in the sleeping, and its life is fragile."

Lord Hong said, linzichen couldn't help but take a breath and wake up with the ultimate power? But it can't hurt

It's reasonable to say that Lin Zichen has many methods for the ultimate power, such as Tianlei attack, martial arts attack, or shooting with a carefree compass, but how can these methods not hurt Tianchan?

"Lord Hong, how can we achieve the ultimate power without hurting the silkworm?"

Hearing this sentence, Lord Hong couldn't help sighing: "this... I don't know, otherwise I wouldn't let the beast sleep for half a century."

Lin Zichen nodded slowly, which was right. If Lord Hong knew the way to wake up the nine eyed silkworm, maybe he wouldn't ask for help now.

"Well, Lord Hong, Zichen promises you that he will try his best to wake up Tianchan. If one day, I will return him to the original owner and return it to the witch family!"

When Lin Zichen finished, Lord Hong's eyes were full of appreciation and respect. He smiled: "I didn't read you wrong, Lord Lin, really a gentleman!"

"This is what Zichen should do. After all, he belongs to the witch family!"

"No, Lord Lin, you misunderstood me."

"Huh?"

"The reason why the witch clan is here today is because of the heretical inheritance of poison boy Gu, Gu Nu and Ben Lian. The green and red witch clan have the means to kill each other. If the nine eyed Tianchan is given to them... Hehe, Lin, it's a constraint on them in your hand, and I trust your character."

Hearing this, Lin Zichen was filled with emotion. In fact, although he had met Lord Hong many times, he gave this trust alone. Lin Zichen had a kind of gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

"But Lord Hong, Zichen still thinks that such an important thing should stay in the witch family..."

"Hehe, isn't lord Lin my friend of the witch family? I take you as my own man!"

Lord Hong's words completely made Lin Zichen lose his dialogue. He nodded and didn't speak again. His heart was like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, with choppy waves

In the snow cloud valley.

Situ Zhentian was sitting on a rock. He seemed to be out of his mind. He looked at a direction in front of him and had thousands of thoughts in his mind.

On the other side of the high stone, Mr. eagle looked indifferent, slightly closed his eyes, calm and concentrated.

I don't know how long, situ Zhentian couldn't help but stand up and walked over and said, "master, what happened to the witch family? Who sent that mysterious power? It's Lin Zichen?"

"I don't know, but the power of Ben Lian and the witch totem erupted at the same time today. It's the right choice for us to leave. As for what will happen next, it doesn't mean anything to us." Said Mr. eagle, without even opening his eyes.

"But... But Shifu, Lin Zichen is still in Longxue mountain. I feel that he has completely controlled the witch clan. Will it affect us?" Situ Zhentian said.

Hearing the speech, Mr. Eagle glanced at him and said, "Zhentian, is the fire in your heart burning again?"

"I..."

Situ Zhentian was stunned for a moment. In fact, Mr. Ying was right. He really hoped that master could do it. Lin Zichen would not die one day. He couldn't be calm in his heart. That hatred was almost always blocked in his chest.

"Hum, do you want to ruin my major event for such a small matter? Cultivating Xuangong has reached the last level. Once I break through the nine levels, I can absorb Chu Ping's Qi. At that time, even if it is a supernatural college, what can I do?"

Mr. Eagle shouted angrily. Situ Zhentian didn't dare say anything, but just lowered his head and listened.

Mr. Ying jumped down from the high stone, walked with his hands down, and said, "the hatred in my heart has been suppressed for more than ten years. Zhentian, if I were like you, I would have died under Nangong Jue!"

"Master, what do you say... Did Nangong Jue send out the power just now?" Situ Zhen's heavenly way.

"It doesn't matter. Even he didn't find me. All I want now is time. Don't say Lin Zichen at that time. Nangong Jue will also give in to us!"

Situ Zhentian nodded: "master, I understand. I will bear it. When you are closed, I will try my best to improve my cultivation."

Mr. Ying smiled: "that's right. Martial arts has no end. We can't stop, but... Zhentian, when Lin Zichen is in the Dragon Snow Mountain, he still tries to leave the snow cloud Valley as little as possible. If he finds anything... I don't want anyone to find Chu Ping's breath, okay!"

"Yes, master, Zhentian won't leave Xueyun Valley half a step without your permission!"

With a smile, Mr. Eagle jumped up suddenly and rushed into the air. He stepped down with one foot. Stepping on the air was like stepping on the ground, and jumped into higher clouds again.

Listening to the occasional shrill sound of birds and animals around, Mr. eagle looked up and took a deep breath, looked at the front surrounded by clouds and laughed.

"Nangong Jue, when you see me again, I will let you return what you once owed me, everything to me!"